Chris said he enjoyed his solo flight over the Bungle Bungles. Apparently it’s a not to be missed part of Australia, but unfortunately we were told that the caravan park has closed for the wet season. The rest of us were content to look at brochure pictures of the Bungle Bungles as we feel we need a little rest from Outback Australia and can’t wait to hit the shoreline. We are keen to feel the sand between our toes and the salty waves on our skin.
We stocked up on food and fuel at Kununurra while we waited for Chris. We had a leisurely wander around a couple of toy stores and made wish lists to send to Santa. Time well spent. Each child spent their pocket money and walked out with a toy.
The kids each have a list of jobs to do to earn their money. They grumble through their chores but always seem to know when it is payday.
We travelled in 42 degree heat towards Halls Creek. As we left Kununurra so late, we knew we would have a long haul and be pulling in around dinner time. It was late in the day when we noticed the sky darkening. We saw lightning in the distance and the sky kept getting darker. The temperature dropped from 42 degrees to 25 degrees in 20 minutes. For the first time in a long time we wound down the windows and felt the wind in our hair. Not long after, the temperature rose sharply again to the high 30s.
We pulled into Halls Creek. A “plain label” caravan park with a luxury price tag. The owner justified the hefty price with the offer of “peace of mind in a secure caravan park”. Apparently the local indigenous like to scare tourists with loud and unruly behavior in the middle of the night.
Tomorrow we head for Fitzroy Crossing where we will venture to Geiki Gorge.